Zhao Yang was injured, and after being sweet and intimate in each other's embrace for a while, they almost reached the point where he was about to charge into battle, flushed and breathless.
Zhang Xiuer, worried about Zhao Yang's injuries, forcibly pushed him away and intended to turn off the lights to sleep.
Zhao Yang, holding Zhang Xiuer's soft and cool little hand, said with a mischievous smile, "Sister Xiu'er, I just love your skillful hand..."
Knowing exactly what Zhao Yang was hinting at, Zhang Xiuer immediately blushed to her ears, gave him a light smack, then covered herself with the quilt and ignored him.
However, Zhao Yang quietly reached out his 'devil's claw' toward Zhang Xiuer...
Amidst the darkness under the quilt, suddenly, Zhang Xiuer saw a glimpse of light.
